Mated to the Earth Dragon (Elemental Mates 2)

“Oh,” she gasped when the door rattled again.

Shock had made her jump a little, just as his other arm came forward—and all of a sudden, it was no longer just the heat of his breath she could feel against her cheek.

His lips had brushed her skin, just the smallest bit, but the gentle touch was enough to sizzle through her like lightning.

Another gasp escaped her.

Gregory had frozen. He didn’t push forward, he didn’t claim a kiss, even though all of a sudden, she yearned for it in a way she hadn’t wanted anything or anyone in a long, long time.

Once more she thought of the dragon. She breathed in deeply, inhaled the clean night air that seemed to cling to him, that scent of endless skies and wind. Before her mind, the painting of her dragon rose up, the creature’s eyes lit by a supernatural gleam—and then the dragon’s jaw parted as if in a laugh as it spread its powerful wings, racing off to conquer the skies.

Freedom, Naomi thought, her heart beating wildly. Freedom to follow your dreams. Perhaps... perhaps this is my last chance to dream.

She did not have to fling herself forward like the dragon. Gregory was too close for that. All it took was to turn her head a little and lean forward, and then she felt his lips against her own, hot and surprisingly soft.

A groan escaped Gregory. As if this was all he’d been waiting for, he drew her closer, his arms possessively tight around her as he drew her into a kiss that left her dizzy.

No one had ever kissed her like this.

Her knees went weak. He kissed her gently but demanding, his arms tightening around her until she was fully pressed against him.

It was the most amazing feeling. His muscles were hard against her body. Even through the layers of clothes, she could feel the heat of his skin.

What would it feel like to feel that powerful body slide against her own...?

Something inside her tightened with need, her body already throbbing with arousal. Her nipples were drawn up tight and aching as they brushed against his hard pecs, and still he kissed her until she felt that she was drowning in his embrace, the night wind surrounding them, even though they were still hiding in the tiny closet.